Diclaimer: I under no circumstance own Naruto. When you will see more fan service, then you might question the ownership! ;)

Warning: Male X male, yaoi, fucking, licking, swearing, fucking, swearing and fucking. All clear?

"I'm home." he announced softly as he opened the door, listening intently as the silence carried forward his unanswerable statement. He knew no reply ever came, yet he repeated this action on a daily basis, more as a reassurance than anything else.

He sighed loudly stepping inside his house, closing the door behind him, as he leaned against it, banging his head softly in mild frustration.

He remained still for a few moments or maybe minutes, his cool palms resting on each side of his body, feeling the texture of the old style Japanese door against his cold skin.

He finally opened his eyes, watching the ceiling nonchalantly as a small prickle of sweat made his way onto his cheek.

"Fuck it all!" Sasuke grunted angrily, pushing himself off the door. "I don't need any of this shit." He decided out loud, as he made his way across the hallway towards his living room.

He passed by a few framed photos and paintings, placed in line all over the wall, glancing at each and every one of them as he usually did, his expression changing ever so slightly depending on which one came into view.

His eyes lingered a bit more over the last one as he felt his heart thumping loudly in his ears. For whatever reason he felt enamoured with the painting and it always gave him a sense of calm and composure every time he looked at it.

It was just what he needed in this moment as he felt his earlier anger and restlessness slowly melt away.

Eyes fixed on the painting, he failed to gently stir his direction towards the left, thus he ended up bumping his right foot against the table's leg.

Again.

"Each and every fucking single time!" he shouted as he instinctively started jumping on one foot, while nursing his toes, flashes of lightning passing through his body.

Pain subdued, he glared angrily at the table, wondering for the millionth time why isn't he moving it, then switching the death glares to the painting, blaming it, as usual, for distracting him.

He sighed in resignation as he let go of his foot, thinking of this as a tradition of coming home, or particularly, his own traditional way of entering his living room. He untied the katana positioned around his waist, as he took a seat on the nearest futon, letting his body sink in and relax.

He let loose, and finally discarded to the side, the scarf that was hanging tightly against his pale neck.

Reaching behind his back to untie the white obi that was keeping his kimono together he was startled, all of sudden, by one of the loudest thunders he had ever heard in his life.

He rose to his feet immediately, making his way to the wooden terrace in his backyard.

In one swift motion he slid the doors open and stepped outside, in full alert, wanting to make sure that the sound was indeed the prediction of a big storm. He couldn't risk, like last time, having his house vandalised by petty thieves.

He placed his hand above his eyes, trying to keep his hair, violently shoved around by the winds, from obstructing his view. Sasuke stepped of from his porch, his naked feet touching the soft grass, jumping on the roof without hesitation to better scan the perimeter of his land.

In times like these he was not grateful that his house was isolated from the rest of the village. Somehow lowlife thieves saw this as an open invitation to try and vandalise his property.

After a few minutes of restless searching with his eyes, he closed them, deactivating the Sharingan, content that the sound he heard earlier was indeed thunder and nothing more.

Rain started falling rapidly from the skies and this was all the reassurance he needed. He panicked for nothing.

In the end it was better safe than sorry as even with all the traps and barriers laid around his land a powerful enough individual would be able to bypass them. Yet again, someone that strong wouldn't be wasting his time trying to infiltrate in his house.

Only fools and idiots dared to do that.

'Speaking of which..' Sasuke thought turning around as random traps and bombs around the property started detonating behind him.

"So somebody was indeed trespassing." he smirked thanking the deities for sending him somebody to blow off his steam and anger on. "At least they were smart enough to use the weather as a concealment." he said in fake praise.

"Not smart enough though." he remarked shortly after looking in the general direction of the thief as he detonated yet another bomb. What Sasuke had to do now was to figure out his direction and wait for him at the end of it. He never before had to fight any thieves, as his traps usually scare them away, but this one seemed rather persistent.

The rain was falling hard and quick, his clothes already drenched, his body getting wet and cold fast. To no avail he tried whipping the liquid away from his face, his action no match to the power of the rain.

"What got into you today?" he asked nobody in particular glancing at the sky, as if waiting for a reply. He wasn't very old, but in all his life he had never seen such a manifestation of nature's power.

Puddles with different sizes were forming overall his land and if this kept up, his house would get flooded in no time. In the back of his head he had to wonder if the possibility of a ninja that can manipulate the weather was viable.

Unable to further debate this hypothesis, his attention was drawn back to the fields as a series of traps in completely different locations detonated almost simultaneously.

"Ambush?" his eyes widened slightly as he realised, by the number of traps detonated, that the gang was quite huge in numbers.

The near perimeter around the house was packed with sealing jutsus that would automatically launch as soon as somebody got too close. He was surprised that one of them activated, capturing whoever approached, in the technique. He could not see the individual yet, but he saw the four pillars raising from the ground capturing the enemy. No matter how strong he was, there was no escaping it. As soon as it was launched whoever was inside it would remain powerless, as the more powerful the individual inside was, the more powerful the barrier was, as its source of energy was the individual himself.

It was an appraised secret of the clan, one of the most powerful sealing techniques known to man, which is why the clan was always the target of other villages. What they did not seem to understand was that only somebody from the clan with their particular bloodline can do and undo the technique. Regardless of the fact that they would be able to learn the technique, and even that was close to impossible, they'd be unable to yield it, activate it and use it as they please.

This information has been made public in order to stop people hunting them down, but to no avail.

"Simpletons." he grumbled under his breath, wasting no time to go and check the seal.

If he was to get to that individual first, then he would be able to extract information from him easily so he knows who he is dealing with.

His feet were touching the wet ground, muddying his clothes and legs, but he had no time to be concerned about appearances as he was sprinting as fast as he could towards the location of the seal.

When it came into view, he stopped dead in his tracks, glaring at the seal then cautiously around him.

"Was this a decoy?" he questioned himself as he neared ever so slowly towards the pillars. He kept glancing to his sides, then behind him suspiciously, expecting to get ambushed any second now.

The fact that the horrendous rain and all types of noises from within his perimeter stopped was doing nothing to ease his suspicion.

He put his hand behind his back to draw his Katana only to realise there was nothing there. Cursing his ignorance, for coming out on a battlefield without a sword, he activated his Sharingan once again, in hopes of seeing whatever the enemy had prepared for him.

His heart was starting to race as the deafening silence was getting to him. Everything was absolutely still and it made him even more anxious. Usually he was the one on the other side of this type of game, but now he played right in it. This type of game was unpredictable and nerve wrecking for the victims. It was mentally and emotionally tiring and you would either crack under the pressure or let your guard down. As soon as either happened, then the enemy would strike.

Even so, Sasuke was from a different category and after a few uneventful minutes, he decided that waiting there for whatever it was to come was pointless. He glanced towards the cage and made the last few steps until he was positioned right in front of it.

He crouched besides it, trying to get a better look at the thing that was inside and was slightly startled when it started growling. His face didn't betray anything, but he let a smirk play on his lips.

"You must be a though little fella, considering you've been here for so long, yet you still have the energy to growl at me."

As if sensing the mockery the cub rose to his feet shakily and Sasuke could swear he was glaring at him tauntingly.

Being the bigger person here, and well...a real person at that, he chose to ignore the animal an action that seemed to stir him even more. Given the lack of energy and his immaturity, he snarled as hard and menacing as he could, while letting the nine tails behind him flow wildly.

This time, Sasuke was taken aback and uncharacteristically, he let his body fall backwards from his crouched position, his ass landing in the mud.

He had a gob smacked expression on his face, not being able to believe what he just witnessed in front of his eyes. He raised his index finger towards the petite cub and voiced out loud his conflicting thoughts.

"What the hell are you?"

The cub seemed to be smiling at him, pleased with the reaction he obtained from the other man and Sasuke had to use every ounce of self restraint he had not to smack his own face, just to make sure he was not imagining it.

Maybe he was under a genjutsu of some sorts? Maybe Itachi was fooling around with his mind again?

No.

He decided it was all real when he saw the cub hitting the ground, unconscious.

Sasuke had to decide quick what he was going to do, since the more he left the cub inside the barrier, the weaker his chances of survival.

"Tch."

He may be anything, but he wasn't going to take the life of an innocent animal. He couldn't care less about his life or fate, but he was not about to let him die in one of his own techniques.

Placing his hands on the wall of the barrier, his Sharingan started spinning.

"Dismiss." he announced and was pleased to see the walls disappearing and the pillars retracting in the ground.

The technique didn't even have time to be undone completely for a ball of brown to jump right out from within it on his shoulder. Using his body as a propeller, he pushed against him as hard as he could and Sasuke had only time to glance behind him to see the cube jumping through the air and landing on the roof of his house, before his body hit the muddy ground violently.

Really now, since this cub came into picture he was feeling less and less like a ninja.

"Why you..!"

Fuming and cursing under his breath, he immediately rose to his feet, eyes locked with the cub.

The small animal appeared as if he was grinning mischievous and Sasuke had to hand it to him. This was no regular forest animal. He was able to concoct a plan to fool him into lifting the barrier. Add that to the fact that his shoulder was throbbing painfully from the sheer force with which his paws pushed against his skin, he was glad the animal was making a run for it. Sasuke had no time to be dealing with this nonsense when his house was being under -

Realisation finally dawned upon him when he took in how much the cub actually jumped. It took him almost one minute at full speed to get from his house to here , yet the cub jumped without much of an effort.

He sighed, feeling tired for getting so worked up for nothing. The ruckus apparently was caused by that baby animal that ventured in an unknown location.

Great.

He started walking back to his house, eyes lingering on the cub, wondering why he isn't making a run for it now that he's free.

His question was answered when he witnesses the baby animal roll his eyes in his head, body collapsing on his roof.

He felt like making a rude comment about karma being a bitch, but when he realised he would be bickering with an animal that would not understand him, he just rolled his eyes, while slowly continuing with his journey.

The cub was sliding down at a steady pace and Sasuke had to ponder if he should sprint to catch him or simply let him be.

Ten feet away from the house, the cubs cold body touched the ground and instinctively Sasuke's eyes widen as he made a frenzy step forward, though it was too late as the animal was already resting in the tall grass.

Recomposing himself, he got by his side and looked down. He was still alive though his breathing was slow.

For the first time he noticed a couple of arrow points stuck to his side and his bloodied fur. Apparently he was being hunted and hence why he got onto his property.

He would admit that the animal was weird and uncommon, more of a reason for Sasuke not to get involved with him.

He stepped over the cub, onto his wooden deck and with his back turned at him, he spoke slowly, voice above a whisper, almost apologetic.

"Sorry. I'm not an animal lover."

With that he took the last few steps, closing the door behind him, his head hanging low, something akin to pain bubbling in his chest.

Outside it started pouring once again.

A.N: Ok, that's it for the first chapter. Let me know what you guys think thus far. I'm quite excited about the story, the only conflicting issue that I have is the track is going. I have a few different ways in which the story can advance and the problem is going to be deciding on one.

Now then...ten points for anybody that can see a real obvious connection in this story! Don't think of Naruverse in general, just here in this chapter. If you don't see it, then no worries, probably next chapter it will be made clear. ;)